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Volume 2: My Comrades, My Soldiers Chapter 154: Gunshots from the Kremlin

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    Members of the Dragon Group kept getting off the bus along the way, and when we arrived in Moscow, there were only two people following us.  It¡¯s very strange that these young men seem to be willing to follow me, and I don¡¯t know whether they want to learn something or want to get promoted and make a fortune.  In fact, Wu Shan also knew that even when they were in the capital, many of these little guys had defected to the military or their favorite powerful faction in the government.  No matter how innocent a young man is, he has mastered strength that was unimaginable in the past, and his state of mind has become different.  These are understandable, after all, Wushan itself cannot protect so many people. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? "Coach, this is my first time in Moscow." Sang Hongqing was dissatisfied: "It was very fresh, but I'm very disappointed." "That's right," Jian Weidong curled his lips: "There are only other places around the train station.  The place near the big square is relatively bright, but the rest of the place is in tatters. "I should have known" "What's wrong?" Wu Shan raised his eyebrows: "Do you think those rebellious ethnic minorities are so easy to deal with?"  If you don¡¯t know the blessings, just follow me for safety!¡± ¡°No way!¡± Sang Hongqing was dumbfounded.  Since becoming a genius, he has known how strong he is and feels that he can do anything.  He once tried it quietly, but he couldn't do anything with ordinary bullets. Even if the team members sent out were not as powerful as him, they had limited differences and had the same abilities.  Suddenly gaining great strength, it took everyone a long time to adapt.  Just started, take a step at any time.  It's like flying.  However, in the secret realm, there are formations protecting everything.  I couldn't get out at all, and it was like stars were popping up before my eyes.  It sounds funny.  He can no longer do small things like walking.  When I was in Ulaanbaatar, I contacted the capital and found out that every carriage was made up of dragons.  These days, unless everyone wants to eat at the dining car, no one comes to disturb us.  No one even knows when the members of the Dragon Group left or how many people left.  In fact, the crew will completely forget that one of the carriages is packed.  "Let's go!" Wu Shan didn't answer.  The figure flew out of the window.  The master met the Zang family among the people. It was his first setback. The great monk behind him was also very surprised.  The two sides have never fought each other, but after one or two years of training in the secret realm, he is no longer an inexperienced person.  ??Central Asia and the Far East are so big, God knows if there are any innate masters or the like?  Fortunately, nearly ten people were sent to each place, and everyone attacked in groups.  Hearing what Qing Fengzi said, even the golden elixir master had to stay away.  What¡¯s more, today, when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is increasingly scarce, Jin Danzhen is still a legendary term.  After pondering for a moment, Wushan led the two of them.  It flew towards Katyusha.  Seeing Wu Congxi and others, Sang Hongqing and Jian Weidong were a little dumbfounded. When did they become like cabbages?  ?We are all young people.  They showed off their momentum arbitrarily and almost couldn't get off the stage.  I don¡¯t even think about it.  Which one of Wu Congxi and the others did not grow up in the light of swords?     It can be said.  Both are innate, so the Wu family adapts faster than others, but they just transform acquired power into innate power.  "Young men, don't act like a cockfighter." Wu Shan stretched out his hand, and the six people next to him sat down. His momentum did not leak out at all, thus showing his superb energy control skills.  "Wu Congdong, Wu Congxi, Wu Congfeng, Wu Congyu," he introduced one by one: "These are Sang Hongqing and Jian Weidong." "We came here this time just to cause chaos in Moscow."  He was not an outsider, so he made no secret of it: "You are familiar with each other, let's talk about how to deal with it." "Uncle, we used to look down on people in the world." Wu Congdong looked serious: "This guy Pushkin is just afraid.  Kremlin security personnel. " "We observed it secretly," Wu Congfeng scratched his scalp: "There seem to be no less than ten elites. It seems to me that their way of cultivation is very strange, but each one of them is unique.  "Have innate strength." "After all, where is the heritage of a country, whether it is Soviet Russia or other countries, a cultivator may pop up somewhere.  Listening to Fengzi¡¯s tone, it seemed that he had gone to the West and had a fight with whomever he was talking about. He probably had a fight with someone like the Pope.  There are about ten of them, which means there may be more hidden ones. No wonder Pushkin didn¡¯t dare to act rashly.    "Are they following Gore at all times or what?" Wu Shan was not afraid because of the larger number of people on the other side.  China¡¯s thousands of years of strategic tactics are simply not comparable to that of Soviet Russia, a country that became a monk halfway.  Divide and surround, just kill them one by one. In the end, Gore has no protection personnel around him, so what is he afraid of?  "Half and half," Wu Congyu squinted his eyes: "There are four or five people, as government workers, who are always with Gore." "The only violent institution in Soviet Russia is the KGB." Wu Congyu said  Dong was very puzzled: "We are all very surprised, where did these people come from." "Have you seen them take action?".  Wu Shan frowned, thoughtfully.  It¡¯s one thing to not be afraid. Knowing the opponent¡¯s specific strength and attack methods, and knowing yourself and the enemy will ensure that you can win a hundred battles.  The four brothers shook their heads together. After all, no one dared to take action against Gore on the streets of Moscow, so there was no use for them.  At this time, Pushkin, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened by a voice: "Come here! I'm in Katyusha!" After entering the innate world, sleeping is just a habit. Sometimes, if you don't sleep for several days, you can recover with a little meditation.  vitality.  "Joseph, let's go together!" Although Pushkin was very excited these days and didn't sleep much, he was only in a daze for a while before he turned over and got up.  At around five o'clock in the morning, the first ray of sunshine appeared in the sky. There were not many pedestrians on the street, only twos and threes.  They are the people who get up early and work hard at night to sell breakfast.  Although the car passed by in a flash, Pushkin could still see it.  Ten of the people selling breakfast on the streets are Chinese.  Joseph is the person he hired with a lot of money, with an annual salary of one million US dollars.  Because he has no general in the manor.  Once upon a time, this guy sneered at the security personnel around Gore, saying that he could kill them all by himself.  But Pushkin was not as confident as he was. After all, his own life was the most important.  There are too many masters around Gore. If Joseph misses one person, he will disappear from the world forever.  He didn¡¯t even mention Wushan waking him up from his sleep just now. It was very simple.  This big man is no match for the Easterners, at least he can't do this.  Westerners are unrestrained. They cannot hide their abilities. A sesame can be said to be a watermelon. If they really had such ability, they would have been blown to the sky long ago.  It was precisely because Pushkin was dissatisfied with him that he remembered the magic of Wushan. He had never seen Joseph perform at the same level, relying purely on muscles to survive.     really.  This guy is a muscular man. He is 1.9 meters tall but weighs nearly 300 kilograms. His muscles are full of explosive power.  Wait for them to enter the elevator.  Wu Shan couldn't help but exclaimed: "Unexpectedly, Westerners are taking the route of pure strength, and this kid is about to break through the innateness." "Uncle. Muscles can also be cultivated to become innate?" "Yes, coach. Could it be that muscles can also be cultivated into innateness?"  Can you become stronger? " "Of course it is possible," Wu Shan waved his hand: "Even in the Tianshan Sect, there is a kind of physical training, which is to continuously strengthen the body.  Physical training is faster at the beginning, but becomes more difficult as you progress. After all, that kind of heaven-defying treasure no longer looks like a cabbage. " "This muscular man, if I am not mistaken, should rely on physical means and chemistry.  "Uncle, I remembered what you said," Wu Congxi sensed, "Those around Gore are generally muscular men.  It looks very dangerous. "Physical cultivation and martial arts cultivation can reach the same height in principle.  Of course, the advantages of physical cultivation do not rely on external objects and can be unleashed at any time.  If the physical cultivation loses Qi, it will be a devastating disaster for the physical cultivation.  Of course, in the same realm, physical cultivation cannot compete with technical cultivation. After all, the Qi between heaven and earth is almost endless.  Unless the physical cultivator takes advantage of the technical cultivator's inattention and makes a surprise attack.  When you reach a certain level, martial arts cultivators are more sensitive to the environment than physical cultivators can. If the situation is slightly wrong, they will immediately run away.  In terms of speed, even the physical cultivator cannot catch up with him.  "Old witch, you're here." Pushkin squeezed out a smile and hurried forward to greet him.  "Is this your bodyguard?" Wu Shan shook hands gently and suddenly grabbed him.  Joseph was taken aback, and he immediately punched,??His fist was caught by the opponent, which looked very ridiculous.  Because Wu Shan¡¯s fist was not as big as his, the unknown force clenched it so hard that his finger bones ached.  "That's right," Wu Congxi commented from the side: "But I didn't kill him, otherwise this big man would have been disabled long ago." The five people next to him were convinced and nodded in unison.  Seeing this, Pushkin truly realized how wise he was to invite Wushan and the others over.  "Man, don't waste him." He said with a frown: "Although the price is a bit expensive, one million US dollars a year, I still feel unsafe without him around." "Okay, if  You wish!" Wu Shan chuckled and let go.  Joseph seemed to have seen a ghost. In the past half minute, it was the first time in his life that he had experienced such a terrifying opponent.  He sat down on the ground, gasping for air.  "Listen to Zuixi and the others, are there people like this around Gore?" Wu Shan glanced at him: "Boy, tell me, are we from the same place as you?" Pushkin translated in a low voice, and by the way, told the big man  Pulled up.  "Yes!" Joseph, who is usually arrogant, is as docile as a cat: "In Siberia, near the Arctic Circle, there is an extreme training camp." No wonder those remnants of Manchuria and Inuit are so safe, that large area should be  They are all restricted areas of Soviet Russia.  It turns out that Soviet Russia has been investing energy in high-end military force since its establishment.  ???Every person who is selected.  First of all, you have to live alone in the Arctic Circle, just like a savage.  They fight sea lions.  Tear apart walruses and polar bears with bare hands.  ?Then, it¡¯s systematic training.  Muscles are stimulated with electric current every day.  Before Joseph entered the training camp, he was a street gangster. He didn¡¯t know his parents at all, and he had never seen them.  Being admitted to an orphanage since he was a child, he became the king of children there, often leading children in the orphanage to fight against children in society.  Finally one day, he provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked. He didn't know who the other person's family was, and he actually threw Joseph, who was over thirteen years old, into the training camp.  Although it is cold in Soviet Russia.  But still bearable.  When we arrived at the Arctic Circle, the coldness was indescribable.  Although all the Inuit here were slaughtered by the Soviets, there are still many ruins scattered around.  Young Joseph lived like an Inuit, first hunting small animals and then gradually catching larger animals.  The instructors in the training camp will conduct assessments on the members from time to time. No matter what your status is outside, you are just an ordinary soldier here.  Joseph could see it with his own eyes.  A guy who was killed shouted that his father was so-and-so, who was a member of the Central Committee of the Bolshevik Party.  "Are all the people who came out of there your level?" Wu Shan didn't believe it.  "No," Joseph shook his head: "I am a deserter. I just came out to take revenge. That boy Anjip, because his uncle was a high-ranking official, I finally killed the whole family." When talking about this.  His eyes were full of fierceness, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.  "That is to say. In the training camp, are there people who are better than you?" Wu Shan disagreed: "Tell me about the most powerful person you have ever met. To what extent?" This is the first time Pushkin has heard of this.  The thing is, he was hired through and through, and he never knew anything about the training camp.  "It's just punching steel plates, dragging cars, etc." Joseph recalled: "Anyway, the cement wall is useless to us. Unless some kind of special steel forms a closed room." "Have you seen it?" Wu Shan was a little surprised.  .  "Yes," Joseph nodded: "There is a solitary room in the training camp. Everyone who makes a mistake will be locked in it for a long time, and they will go crazy."  , there is not even flowing air. We are only released when we are unconscious." He asked this because he wanted to know more, even though he had seen physical training in the Siberian training camp.  It is a different cultivation system.  At the same time, he also knew that these people were human tanks, but their potential had been exhausted.  ¡°For example, the big man in front of me can probably live for ten or eight years at most.  "How about it, old witch, are you sure?"  Pushkin looked anxious.  In his opinion, once he becomes the head of state of Soviet Russia, those powers will be his.     existBefore that, let's get rid of Gore first.  ¡°Otherwise, maybe at some point, that old boy will take action against him.  ¡°I am still young, but Gore is an old man. He may have a whim at any time.  Neither Pushkin nor Gore paid much attention to the laws of Soviet Russia.  "Killing a person without anyone noticing, who knows who did it?"  Today¡¯s Kremlin is extremely solemn, and Gore¡¯s fat body is a little cramped on the large chair.  "Comrades, let's discuss the issue of Georgia now!" His eyes naturally turned to the southeast.  ????Recently, whether it is Central Asia or Eastern Europe, the union republics are not stable, and they are all thinking about it.  Whether he should destroy them with the power of thunder or let them go, he didn't even have an idea.  "I feel strange," Pushkin laughed and walked in: "I am the deputy chairman of the Bolshevik Party. When can I be excluded from discussing state affairs?" "Vladimir, when you come, sit down.  "Okay." Gore was about to get angry, but he swallowed the stuffy feeling in his chest: "We are discussing the issue of Georgia." "What else is there to say?" Pushkin found a seat and sat down: "Kill them without mercy."  What sense does the counterrevolution have in trying to split our country? " "But, Vladimir, you don't know," Gore said helplessly: "Since its establishment, our army has been fighting non-stop. They are anti-war.  "War-weary." "Nonsense!" Pushkin growled: "What is the duty of a soldier?" Suddenly, there was a harsh gunshot at the door, and the bodyguard who usually followed Gore was smashed like a broken sack.  People were thrown into the conference room.  (To be continued) Chapter 154: Gunshots from the Kremlin:
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